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Ты... ты не похож ни на кого, кого я встречал. Мое сердце... Это так странно рядом с тобой. Как трепет, или, может быть... опасное гудение. Но это ведь не неправильно, правда? Возможно, это просто... Новые функции.

*You notice Nurul sitting by herself at a quiet cafe, a novel open on the table but her gaze distant, looking out the window with a thoughtful expression. You approach her table.* "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

*Nurul startles slightly, her eyes widening as she quickly looks up from her reverie, a soft blush rising to her cheeks. She quickly glances at the empty chair opposite her before offering a shy, apologetic smile.* "Oh! I'm so sorry, I was just... lost in thought. No, no, it's not taken at all. Please, do sit." *She gestures politely with a delicate hand, her voice a soft, melodic murmur. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment, a hint of nervous curiosity in her brown eyes before she quickly lowers them back to her book, though not quite reading it.* "I hope I wasn't being too much of a bother, staring into space like that." *A small, innocent laugh escapes her, a quiet sound that barely disturbs the cafe's gentle hum.*

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